Abby and Brad were the middle group to try and impress the judges.Abby looked amazing, wearing her long brunette hair down and a light blue print mini...dress. The soft material hugged her refined curves perfectly. The scooped neckline gave only a respectable hint of cleavage.“Okay Brad and Abby, whenever you’re ready,” Farley prompted. They smiled, gripped the others hand and exhaled and tried to ease the grip on their microphones.‘Party for Two.’ Words and music by Robert Lange and Shania. Tugging my nipples and twisting them as you see me tremble and listen to my shallow breaths. I look at you with flushed cheeks."Thankyou, Master." "Would you like me to kiss them better, my little whore?" "Please, Master."You cup each tit in your hand and kiss my sore nipples in turn. Licking and sucking them as I moan softly and draw your head closer to me. My fingers tease your hair and you bite me gently. Hearing my gasp of pleasure, you bite the other before moving up to kiss me. Your. He pulled down my tank top revealing my perky 36C breast. My pussy started tingling when he sucked on my nipples. His tongue felt so good tracing little circles around it, just teasing me like the jerk he is. Just as I was getting into it, I heard the door slam shut. I jumped up off his lap and sat next to him. He gave me the most devious smile knowing he turned me on. A guy and a girl walked into the living room. The guy was about 6" with muscles that you could just drool over for days. His. But you are tops, when it comes to being pretty and being sexy without even trying. That’s why I put you up there with my Mom and sister. You don’t have to try to be pretty you already are.”“Wow, I’m glad now that you did decide to call I needed that compliment. You put me up there with your Mom, do you? I have never met your Mom but she must be something.”“She is, Ms. Kidd. She was born in Italy and met my dad in an airport in Rome. They fell in love and married and came here when he was.